Those who are close to me would know how much I hate people smoke in front of me. Contrary to popular belief, I’m actually fine with people smoking in front of me, as long as they don’t EXHALE.

Let us list down some of the harm smoking does to you, shall we?

• Make your wallet bleed.
• Make your lung bleed.
• Annoy the people around you.
• Air pollution.
• Cause cancer.
• Decreased productivity.
• Waste time.
  And the list goes on and on …

How people would pay money for something that does absolutely nothing good for them in return still puzzles me.

If the smokers can smoke in front of me, can I fart in front of them?

There are a few things in life that often hints at you trying to tell you something. What happened to me yesterday was this :

• Tempted to accept an invitation for a meal after work.
• Getting lazy after a 3 hour long meeting ending at 6pm.
• Mistaken yesterday (Wednesday) as Thursday over the phone.

Perhaps the other part of me just wanted me to skip the RPM Endurance class. *lol*

I’m glad that I did not compromise. And so I went for the RPM Endurance class. It is a 90 minutes non-stop group cycling class. This is my first time doing an Endurance class.

A view from my bike. Note the 2 water bottles there.

 

What amazes me is that despite knowing that all of us will go through hell during the class, the class is still a FULL HOUSE.

 

The calm before chaos. Everyone is setting up and relaxing.

What amazes me is that despite knowing that all of us will go through hell during the class, the class is still FULL HOUSE. Everyone was cycling like mad as if a group of mad dogs were chasing from behind. And the aftermath, is this ……

  Aftermath - A pool of sweat

If you ask me whether I’ll go for such classes again, I’ll definitely go again. It’s a good class.

 
After class camwhoring with sweat flooded shoe, sweat-wet clothing